JUST ONCE

I walked these bridges as a child

Just once I knew desire and flight

And I sang mama I don't need no guide

'Cause I got this running rising tide 

 

When did I sheer these baby curls? 

Trade mother's arms for unstable legs? 

'Cause they pound like Hades on your banks 

And levitate on concrete slate 

 

Both flowing through the same location

One of us with a destination 

River, I will race you there. 

 

Teary eyed and uniformed 

Conscripted soul, but freedom born

I left my love to mind what's left

Of youth and beauty and protest

 

While the dreamer cries, a cynic smiles 

Silence pressed in cardboard tiles 

Care I if I stir to see the morn? 

I've seen better days in Desert Storm 

 

His heart to the westbound traffic cried

Just once I knew of fire and ice

And river, I will race you there

 

In this barbed wire fashioned corset frame 

The cool restraints of modern days 

A white snake red snake friction gyrates 

Birds-eye views traverse the highways 

 

And there are vagabonds in suits and ties 

And there are fixtured change janglers alike

Promise ladened city slick

Give me refuge in your tortured brick 

Navigate your twisted landscape 

Pray that I'll be lost by daybreak 

 

My dear forget the sweet surrenders passed here 

Manifestos 'fore a life was laid to rest here

A simple corollary to the turning tide

Is not this river beautiful tonight?  

 

THE STILLNESS

This is the view 

From 4 am

The stoplights cry in colored lights to move along

To no one

Clocktowers blink 

And signals burn

One last pedestrian with pedestrian concern

For no one

For no one

Bird on the wire

Chants sad soliloquy 

And white noise races through the channels at his feet

To no one

To no one

To no one

 

If a tree falls without witness

I'm a misplaced cog

With a third wheel sickness 

The tide turns

The sunrise

Indifference 

It's all right 

 

Cheap alcohol 

And cheaper talk 

The only moth unsated by the neon bars

I grasp at straws 

This sand-shaped glass 

And I am whole as I let go my other half 

Drunk and deaf 

Reading thoughts 

Into these stochastic moving parts 

To no one 

To no one 

To no one 

 

If a tree falls 

Without witness 

I'm a misplaced cog

With a third wheel sickness

The tide turns 

The sunrise

In the stillness 

It's all right

 

Bird on the wire

Chants sure soliloquy

The more I talk the more he starts to sound like me

Forgotten breath 

And a heart that skipped a beat

But how it races to the end relentlessly 

  

 

 

 

SORE EYES

Your heels they are worn from the thorns and the fields
Your nerves they are blind to sensations they feel
Your sore eyes stare at what focus conceals

Conceals

Conceals

Conceals

Her heels they are stained from the plants that you tend
Round the border of where she would run from your head
When your heart it was heavy with restless content

Content

Content

Content

You look the same, all that's changed is the time.
You look the same, all that's changed is the time.
You look the same all that's changed is the time.
Time took you in restless, left me behind

Petals and grains were exchanged hand to hand
To foreshadow that all is just dust in the end
Where all that remains is that quiet consent

Consent

Consent

Consent

A picture hangs from your wall wrapped in potpourri blooms
Saying homes they may break and the future may loom
But my love, weren't we once just a bride and a groom?

You look the same, all that's changed is the time.
You look the same, all that's changed is the time.
You look the same all that's changed is the time.
Time took you in restless, left me behind

Still frames, so long. 

Have you, daylight gone

A paler place than this? 

Oh, have you daylight gone? 

Stone has weathered better men
 

And you're beautiful layered in stones rouge and gold
But layer by layer let your sacred mask fold
Til the beauty that was meant to have and to hold, I hold

I hold

I hold

Until fate drags my hands from our deepest embrace
Until all that is left is a widower's place
Did my flowers and milk on the gods go to waste?

To waste

To waste

To waste

You look the same, all that's changed is the time.
You look the same, all that's changed is the time.
You look the same all that's changed is the time.
Time took you in restless, left me behind

There was a time when the constant star always would rise
And your thin lips would quiver at every missed try
Singing, hey baby, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?

Sore eyes, sore eyes, sore eyes

Sore eyes, sore eyes, sore eyes

Sore eyes, sore eyes, sore eyes

 

RELATIVELY

Doesn't everybody see

The night come crashing down for me?

The clouds sit stationary

And the stars revolve?

Dizzy with perspective

Lacking in directive

My soul sits stationary and my thoughts evolve 

 

Few and far between

Subtleties and perfumed magazines 

Mindfulness aside, you're just a dreamer in the garden

And the clock flows through the turning tide 

 

Gears churn slow

Water under bridges burns so 

I turn my mind 

To the other end and fly 

Far from this cash and carry 

Brings no hope to the sick canary 

Dizzy destinations fleeting 

Out of mind and out of reach 

 

Pandora's box unfurled Medusa's plot in strange confusion 

My dear, your dreams and vision but an optical illusion 

By the way, the world, it doesn't hang upon your words 

Far from the center of the infinite 

You're ordinary, relatively, girl. 

 

So embrace your imperfections

Flattening your God-given curls 

You don't appease me

I, I can't be pleased 

And in the midst of all of this to me 

You're temporary, relatively 

 

Gears churn slow

Water under bridges burns so 

I turn my mind 

To the other end and fly 

Far from this cash and carry 

Brings no hope to the sick canary 

Dizzy destinations fleeting 

Out of mind and out of reach 

 

I summited the city

In the throes of love and life

Airborne in the clouds before you ask

Are you afraid of heights? 

Hyperbolic niceties aside

I didn't touch the sky

But I'm some years apart 

An six thousand feet closer tonight 

 

And it's all downhill from here 

But in the best of ways 

You struck a chord

I can't compete with, I can't replicate 

I'm not complete without

Within I feel a westward gravitation 

And a want to begin with 

 

A kiss 

More than a mouth on my lips

A touch 

More than pressure on my fingertips 

A home

More than windows and a doorframe 

A heart 

That bleeds for you, it bleeds by any other name 

And I-

 

I can live with distance if we aren't so far apart

In time and space and reason

Between melancholy healing hearts

The center of a garden

Where I lay down arms to thee

Two thousand miles away and closer 

Closer, indelibly

 

When I'm back here in the garden

Should Armageddon befall 

You are in my heart always

Next to me relatively 

 

SHADE BELOW

And the wind and the wings 

And our muscles moved 

Through the static truth

In the scattered flowers' home 

Headstones rest like windows 

Marking chapters

Hiding alabaster bones

And latent, lidded eyes 

Atrophied storylines 

Truncated captured sighs 

I bid the hands to stop and the pulse to die 

For life, life can't chase us here.

 

And the dark and the sheets 

And our exhales synced 

To the dim lit noise

And the seas of ink 

Gone wasted

On what could be said in measures

This is beyond measures that I know

And hollow symphony 

Whispered memory 

Skin and tongue and cheek 

I beg your palm in mine and unspoken pleas

Then time, time can’t waste us here

 

So it goes, and I know how it ends

But can’t we spin the reels to gaze at how it once began?

If life is anything like this, lay my reluctant shrine

I wouldn’t change a thing, but such a waste of space and time

 

And the names engraved and the resting place

And the soul bookended by two days it did never see  

But remember me by them

Drowning cathedrals call

They pitch to no resolve

And watch the spirit sprawl

The lines, lines don’t phase us here

 

On bread and faith alone how is one content to know?

But I can see the light above me by the shade below.

If death is anything like this, be still my quaking lungs

They quicken slow for fear that they wont fill me fast enough

 

 

KINTAMPO ROAD

Trade your gold for my Christ 

Empty chalices line 

The streets where my God's supposed to be

And the methods are madness 

The grapes are all wrath 

And the wine was lost south of the sea

 

Trade the fruits of this world

For the soil of another 

Water please me my inequities 

'Til with our tarnished hands, friends

We'll till 'til we're dead 

And our garden is finally pristine

 

I've been waiting for a light for a life for a dream

For a hand I can let go, my melody echoes 

E cho, I've been waiting for thee

 

Said the mime in the glass to the faces that pass

Look at all of you hiding in screens! 

All you need is a touch and a Luddite foray

And a day for to dance in the streets! 

So he shouts 

To the highway beneath 

We're in debt we have hearts to unharden 

Ain't we so much the same 

In our passing car rage

Breathing diesel and spitting out carbon? 

 

I've been waiting for a light for a life for a dream

For a hand I can let go, my melody echoes 

E cho, I've been waiting for thee

 

Tear your books from the shelves 

Drain the watering wells 

Where a lonely bird weeps to the fishes

Out damned spot! Out damned spot! 

Asleep my wakeful heart

My purpose and fear torched and quenched

And it's here

 

And I've been waiting for a light for a life for a dream

For a hand I can let go, my melody echoes 

E cho, I've been waiting for thee

I've been waiting and -  

 

Brother, sister 

Oh- how the brushfires burn out Kintampo Road 

How the dusty spires and the lightened load 

Show me just how far I've yet to go 

Brother, sister 

Oh- where electric wires hang limp and low

Bringing power to the people 

But the stars and the steeples- 

They're all I need.